Chapter 412: Soldiers are coming to the city.

When Zhang Yang's feet stepped on the ground, he felt that the ground was trembling faintly, as if there were tens of thousands of troops marching and making a vibration.

Zhang Yang suddenly felt bad, Zhang Yang put his ear to the ground, felt the vibration of 4 weeks, and could faintly hear the sound of horses' hooves from a distance.

Raising his eyebrows, he got up tightly and looked at the barren desert in front of him.

He changed the location of the secret realm of Xinhua Kingdom twice, and the last time was to change to this desert without inhabited desert.

But when he heard the sound of the horse's hooves marching just now, he was terrified.

I didn't expect that the people of the Buddha Kingdom and the Demon Clan would find the new address of the Xinhua Secret Realm so quickly, and it seemed that he had to get rid of the traitor as soon as possible.

Zhang Yang thought about it, this time it was mainly to spy on the enemy riders outside, so he draped the invisibility cloak on his body, and disappeared into the air in an instant, only gusts of strong wind, showing the direction of his rapid forward action.

After a while, Zhang Yang chased in the direction of the army, and when he looked at it, he was even more frightened.

I saw that the entire army was not only a million demon warriors, but also a large number of demon monks.

At the front of the team is a fallen angel with wings, but the wings behind him are four, and his strength is much weaker than the fallen angel who pretends to be a Buddha.

Zhang Yang quickly flew into the army, with the blessing of the invisibility cloak and the concealment of the breath, no one noticed that there were other people mixed in the team.

Zhang Yang looked back at the demon clan around him, and was stunned for a moment.

I saw the people of the demon clan, staring ahead with confused eyes, as if they had no mind of their own, just like the living dead he had seen before.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang ran a few steps forward quickly, rushed to the front of the team, and turned back again, even more frightened.

I saw that all the people at the front of the team were wearing black cloaks, and under close observation, Zhang Yang found that all the people under the cloaks were living dead with pale faces, cloudy eyes, and no pupils.

Those living dead have not been burned to death by the blazing sun, how can there still be people in the Buddha Kingdom?

And aren't these living dead only obeying the words of their father?

How is it that the people of this Buddha kingdom can control the living dead?

The more Zhang Yang thought about it, the more he felt that things seemed to be completely out of his control, and he slowly raised his head and looked at the fallen angel at the front of the line.

It is obvious that this person is the leader of the team, and if this person dies, the team will be leaderless, will it slow down their march.

Zhang Yang secretly speculated in his heart that both of them were in the realm of iron bones, but he had a lot of mysterious exercises on him, and some of the power in the relics had not been completely digested.

If he really fights with this fallen angel, Zhang Yang is sure that he can kill him in seconds.

Just as Zhang Yang was thinking about it, a tornado suddenly blew in front of him, and he rushed towards the army with great momentum.

Zhang Yang was immediately overjoyed, this is simply God help me, if when the tornado swept into the team, he could take advantage of the chaos and kill the leading fallen angel with one move before everyone noticed.

After all, there are tens of millions of people in the army behind him, and if they all attack him, Zhang Yang is not sure that he can retreat with his whole body, but if he only fights alone against this leader, he is sure enough.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang quickly condensed his true qi, waved all the wind attributes, and blessed the tornado, and in an instant, the volume of the tornado suddenly increased, and the yellow sand of the 4 weeks was swept in, and the speed rushed towards the team faster.

The leading fallen angel stopped, looked at the tornado with a frown, raised his hand to the army behind him, and ordered: "Although listen to the order, immediately set up in place to resist the tornado." ”

As the voice of the fallen angel fell, the tornado was already approaching, and it was only a hundred meters away, and it was about to reach the front of the team.

And all the demon monks of the Buddha Kingdom sat down on the spot and began to recite the scriptures aloud.

I saw that all the demon monks gradually floated up with golden light Sanskrit, slowly rising into the air, and finally condensed into a wall of light above the head of the team, slowly falling, protecting everyone in it.

At the same time, the tornado had already arrived in front of the team, and only four weeks of yellow sand were seen overwhelmingly pounced on the wall of light.

Although this wall of light has been blocking the wind of the tornado, there are still fine pieces of yellow sand, constantly impacting the wall of light, and there is a faint clattering cracking sound.

A wicked smile flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes, and he walked to the edge of the wall of light, where it was already faintly cracked, and raised his hand to punch it hard.

In an instant, the wall of light in front of him shattered into a hole, and a large amount of yellow sand outside poured into the closure, accompanied by a strong wind, several demon clan warriors closest to the mouth were immediately blown up.

Zhang Yang saw that the army had fallen into chaos, and he raised his hand proudly and punched the opening again.

I saw that the wall of light, which was already in danger, instantly clicked and made a burst of cracking sounds, and a deep hole cracked directly to the direction of the top of his head along the place where Zhang Yang's fist fell.

More yellow sand and strong wind poured into the wall of light, and those demon monks sitting cross-legged on the ground frowned and quickly chanted the scriptures, blessing the power of closing, but it didn't have much effect.

Those lowly demon warriors, like kites with broken strings, were generally blown up by the strong wind in the wall of light.

The cloaks of the living dead were also blown up by the strong wind, and the sun above their heads shone on them, and in an instant, bursts of black smoke rose from the bodies of several living dead, and a cry of pain was emitted.

And the fallen angel who was the leader also immediately dodged, flapped the wings behind him, flew to the direction of the top of his head, and pressed his hand on the wall of light, emitting a black mist from his palm.

Gradually, the cracked light wall began to be repaired after touching the black mist.

Zhang Yang saw the fallen angel alone in the air, and the surrounding army was already in chaos, and his eyes were even more proud.

I saw that his body was as fast as lightning, rushing towards the back of the fallen angel, forming his hands into fists, silently reciting the seal of the coiling dragon, and blessing the undigested power in the relics.

In an instant, the flamboyant fist hit the back of the fallen angel's heart, and a huge force rushed into the fallen angel's body.

"You!"

The fallen angel looked back in shock, and froze in place.

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